The Giving Tree

Have you ever read the book 'The Giving Tree' by Shel Silverstein? About a tree who just wanted to help a boy, and he just took what it gave without a thought? Did that book leave you with a feeling contentment, "Ah, good, he got free stuff!" or did it leave you feeling bittersweet, "What a lovely tree, so sad and lonely, this boy grew up and deserted him..."
If you're the first one, you're a monster. But your not alone.
Eons ago, Earth was created from a bunch of debris floating aimlessly through space. It stuck together, and over a period of time that makes our lives turn to less than specks, it became a world full of life. The only place known to us that could tough out years as a barren wasteland, pummeled by angry forces out in space, corrupted with lava and acids... a smoldering world that was on the verge of destruction.
But it pulled through. And then, after another excruciatingly long time of lonely waiting, it transformed into  a place capable of holding life. And up bloomed Mother Nature.
She created this world for life. For us. She stuck it out all this time so that we could be here. Now we go and return the favor by taking her resources with no thanks, using it up and demanding more that she can't give us. Taking it anyways. We're derailing eons of work that she did for us, without a thought.
Monsters. Help her. Work in unity.
Or we'll bring our mother down along with our own doomed race.
There's barely time.

The Human Race

 I am a vampire. Did you know that? I bet you hadn't guessed. There's nothing to give me away. No pearly white skin, no sharp teeth. I don't even sparkle. Isn't it funny, how I said 'pearly'? Aren't pearls meant to be beautiful? Why use a beautiful thing to describe something as horrid as a vampire? How about 'deathly white'? But no. I said pearly white. Because I don't want to be described as deathly white. I didn't ask to be a vampire. Why, just because I am one, am I kicked onto the other side of the fence? The side you're all looking in on with hatred, discriminating  upon like YOU were given Planet Earth (not the other way around) and we're here illegally? Why am I suddenly feared so much I'm pushed into frightening stories and legends? Why am I the one who jerks a small child awake with a piercing scream, because I haunted her dreams without even knowing she existed?
I didn't ask to be a vampire. Trust me, I never wanted to be one. So why do you think it's your right to push me away and inflict me with so much hatred that I hate myself even more? And if I had wanted to be one - would that give you the right?
Why should I even care? We're different species. Why do I feel the need to be accepted by you?
Because your species is consuming the whole world, and everyone in it. For some reason, you do think that the earth is yours, and that you have a right to do what you please with it, without anyone else's consent. "Anyone else" being every other thing on this planet. In fact, you kill us, destroy us, make us extinct.
If you're reading this, you're not dead. That means I haven't sucked your blood and killed you. Because I don't do it unless I actually need to.
So why can't you do the same? Because you think I'm lesser than you? You hate me, you think I'm an animal.
News flash, you're one too. We share this earth. So get over yourself, and do some good for it, or one day we're going to kick you onto the other side of the fence. Except we won't have to, because you'll already have locked yourself over there by destroying our world. But the gate isn't locked yet. You can still prevent this.
It's not a matter of whether you can or can't. It's whether you will or won't.
I suggest you do.

Is the End of the World Even Coming?

Well, first you've got to figure out what you think of as 'the end of the world'. When the sun changes form and the Earth is either lost in the freezing, dark fathoms of space or blown into a million pieces? Or when humans can no longer exist on the Earth? What?
Well, I think that if we continue to go down the path we're on, assuming the Earth somehow manages to withstand all of the beatings it will get while we're traveling, and that we don't wipe out all of our resources, I think that we will become advanced enough to create an environment we will always be able to survive in. So I'm more worried about when we ruin our chances.
This is a blog about the mistakes the human race is making that is causing it to be a pitiful one that will wipe itself out as it as done to countless other species, and how we may prevent those mistakes.
Read this while there's time, people, because there's no much left.
Then act on it.